[00:07.749]Ramona, come closer,
[00:08.499]Shut softly your watery eyes.
[00:11.549]The pangs of your sadness
[00:13.719]Shall pass as your senses will rise.
[00:20.40]The flowers of the city
[00:22.500]Though breathlike, get deathlike at times.
[00:32.200]And there's no use in tryin'
[00:33.760]T' deal with the dyin',
[00:35.200]Though i cannot explain that in lines.
[00:38.780]
[00:52.610]Your cracked country lips,
[00:56.0]I still wish to kiss,
[01:00.600]As to be under the strength of your skin.
[01:03.730]Your magnetic movements
[01:07.80]Still capture the minutes i'm in.
[01:12.160]But it grieves my heart, love,
[01:14.100]To see you tryin' to be a part of
[01:17.50]A world that just don't exist.
[01:24.680]It's all just a dream, babe,
[01:28.40]A vacuum, a scheme, babe,
[01:28.850]That sucks you into feelin' like this.
[01:31.600]
[01:37.890]I can see that your head
[01:38.980]Has been twisted and fed
[01:41.40]By worthless foam from the mouth.
[01:47.379]I can tell you are torn
[01:50.640]Between stayin' and returnin'
[01:52.390]On back to the south.
[01:56.680]You've been fooled into thinking
[02:01.390]That the finishin' end is at hand.
[02:05.780]Yet there's no one to beat you,
[02:07.530]No one t' defeat you,
[02:09.788]'cept the thoughts of yourself feeling bad.
[02:16.49]
[02:18.619]I've heard you say many times
[02:21.189]That you're better 'n no one
[02:23.119]And no one is better 'n you.
[02:29.619]If you really believe that,
[02:31.619]You know you got
[02:33.399]Nothing to win and nothing to lose.
[02:40.839]From fixtures and forces and friends,
[02:43.839]Your sorrow does stem,
[02:50.10]That hype you and type you,
[02:51.920]Making you feel
[02:53.760]That you must be exactly like them.
[02:58.200]
[03:00.879]I'd forever talk to you,
[03:03.69]But soon my words,
[03:05.219]They would turn into a meaningless ring.
[03:11.859]For deep in my heart
[03:13.969]I know there is no help i can bring.
[03:20.609]Everything passes,
[03:23.789]Everything changes,
[03:27.279]Just do what you think you should do.
[03:31.978]And someday maybe,
[03:35.359]Who knows, baby,
[03:40.379]I'll come and be cryin' to you.